PREFACE - I'M ADDING THIS TO CHAPTER 1 TO PREVENT PAGE/CHAPTER CONFUSION.

PLEASE READ BEFORE STARTING ADVENTURE:

The following story is a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure where you'll be going down various paths to find your way out of Aperture.

Keep in mind, I may have missed some typos and/or overlooked details and it may not quite mash up or have gotten lost in the story.

NOTIFY ME BY MESSAGING if there is any corrections to be done please, don't leave it as a review.

On that note, as stated in the summary, once you reached your first ending, you can go back to reviewing either this chapter or Chapter 1 and posting what COLOR ending you have.

Do NOT put the ending title; it will spoil it for those who were wanting to review this story before giving it a go.

Do NOT spoil the ending under the ending chapter or in any chapter.

YOU CAN still leave reviews anywhere, just not any spoilers please.

There are a total of 13 endings to get to. There is more than one good ending, so don't panic if your choices seems to go south. GLaDOS can be very deceptive.

All in all, have fun. The story overall may or may not be good to you, but putting in over 70 pages (on Word) just to get 13 endings AND numbering the 'pages' just to randomize the order really put forth some effort out of me, so if the story does seem to be meh, please bear with me.

You may not like it, but I still wanted to do something different that I hope people will enjoy.

If that fails, well I still enjoyed writing every second of it.

EDIT: Let me know if you like/dislike the word set up. I want this to be easy to read as well as being able to identify who's talking without having to keep reidentifying the character. For example, 'some characters speak like this', "Other characters like this", and so on.

EDITDEUX: If you're on mobile, the pages are listed as 'chapters', and this very preface derails it off by one. So if you turn to page 1, it's on page 2 and so on. Just add one to your page number to turn to on mobile.

EDITTROIS: This is now in Chapter 1 at the top. DISREGARD EDITDEUX.

So sit back, relax, and explore Aperture. GLaDOS, is there anything you'd like to add?

[soft laughter] Just don't die. |

Chapter 1

The sound of voices clamoring outside jarred you from your sleep.

Groggily, you sit up in your bed and swung your feet down the side. Glancing to your right, you see the current date on the calendar hanging on the wall.

Oh, it's your turn to go hunt today.

You currently live in a close community of people from various parts of the world who found refuge here. Yesterday was the XXth annual festival celebrating the defeat of the Combine, and citizens from nearby settlements came for the celebration.

With meat supplies low, it is time for a handful of people pre-selected in rotation to go hunt for game.

You hear someone rapping on your bedroom door before opening it anyway. "Oh, I see you're already up," your friend replies.

You gave them a weary look and said tiredly, "If you're gonna walk in anyway, why knock?" They simply shrugged playfully and turned around to walk away as they said, "You know you're hunting today, right?"

"Yeah, I know," you called out, taking your clothes out to wear.

You hate it when they do that, but you still care about them. Once geared up, you headed towards the kitchen to gather food supplies and then to the door. "You're not gonna eat?" your friend asked, waving their hands towards the table. "I made you breakfast."

"I'll come back and eat it later," you said before turning back to the door.

"You'll need to fuel up before hunting. You need your senses to be sharp, and one does not think best on an empty stomach," they said as they sing-songed towards the end.

You turned back and, with a smirk, smacked your friend playfully on the back of their head. "That's the point, you goof," you say teasingly as you sat at the table and began eating.

You planned to be too weak to go hunting, so you'd just stay here until next time.

"I know you don't like using guns to hunt, but using it kills game as quickly and as humanely as possible," your friend said as they sat down to join you for breakfast.

"Sure," you mumbled, half paying attention and half with your mouth full. Before leaving, your friend gives you something. "Take my handgun with you, just in case you miss a shot and need to save shotgun shells. Use this for a mercy kill."

"Thanks," you said cheerfully before strapping the holster to you and hid it underneath your jacket.

You arrived at the edge of town along with three other fellows with their gear and food supplies.

"Alright, you all know the drill: venture off to find food and bring it back here. You have three days to hunt and scavenge before returning, empty-handed or not," said the village leader, Marcos.

Three days? Good thing I did eat, you thought.

With that, you all spread out in different directions, with you going to the furthest right.

You pass by a woman who was tending to the village vegetable garden. She looks to you and says in American Sign Language, 'Going off to hunt?' 'Yes, I'm picked to go hunting today,' you replied back in sign language.

She smiled and waved you off, signing 'Just stay away from the wheat fields over there. It's not safe.'

'Ok,' you replied before facing back towards your path. You don't know much about her, other than that she came here a long while ago and wanted to keep charge of crops to help the village, especially the wheat fields.

Which was a relief, since the previous caretaker of the wheat fields was elderly and sick, and everyone else was busy with some other important thing or didn't know how to care for crops. She is an odd woman, she is.

She seems to respond well to sound, but she only communicates in sign language. Not to mention the weird interest in wheat and especially potatoes; she said they reminded her of something important.

You suspected that she is just crazy or even dangerous. How convenient was it to happen upon a random person who just so knows how to take care of potatoes and other crops? She's probably hiding a body in the wheat fields for all you know.

Literal skeletons.

Your morbid curiosity grew at the thought of it, and just as you were out of sight of town and looked around to make sure no one is watching, you made a mad dash towards the wheat fields.

By now it was a little later in the afternoon, and the sun blazed hot as Hades.

You arrived at the edge of the long rows of wheat and stopped.

Man, it's hot out here, you thought as you dig in your pack to grab one of your water bottles for a drink.

Refreshed, you scanned the field when out of the corner of your eye, you spotted a doe.

Carefully, you crouched down and brought out your rifle and began loading shells into it. Since you have no scope, and you have bad aim, you try to move closer with a stealth crawl. You aimed and fired, but it grazed it and spooked it off.

You inwardly cursed yourself as you got up and started running after it.

You see the doe up ahead fired another shot. It succeeds in taking it down near the front of a shed.

As you start running towards it, you stepped on the ground as it made an odd metallic thud.

Confused, you looked back at where you stepped and started walking towards it, looking back in case the doe somehow survived the hit and would try to get up. It's still laying there with labored breathing.

You fire one last shot with the handgun at its head to put it out of its misery before continuing your walk back to the metal noise.

There in the middle of the wheat on the ground was a sort of metal sheet covered in dirt to somewhat hide it.

You stepped carefully on it and it bend loudly to the added pressure.

You stepped back off as it popped back up and you tried to pry it open, but it seemed welded to the ground, and sounds hollow below.

Some kind of secret bunker? you questioned as you stepped on it again, this time with both feet.

Again, it bended to your weight, but nothing more.

I bet this is where she keeps the bodies, you thought grimly as you began jumping on it.

The metal sheet keeps making a metallic popping sound as you jump up and down on top of it.

Finding amusement, you took off your backpack and rifle to try and gain the most momentum to jump really hard on it.

You crouched down on top of the metal sheet, and then with all your might, jumped up as high as you can before slamming your feet down, breaking the metal part away, and falling into the unknown depths below.

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